The next door boss that I missed in those years

On the third day after Qi Si came to Xuanqingmen, he was finally called from the guest room to the front hall of the main hall of Xuanqingmen.As soon as he entered the door, he saw a colorfully dressed boy leaning against the Zhenshan stone in front of the court, and greeted him as soon as he saw him.

"Hey! Your kid is that...Qiqi...what kind of thing?"

"Kiss."

The young man raised his eyebrows, stood up from Zhenshanshi, and said: "My name is Jin Wen, and I am the direct descendant of the sect leader... Well, anyway, there is really no elder in the Xuanqing sect who is suitable to be your teacher of the gold system. Let me teach you the most basic..."

Qi Si was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that the gossip he heard about Xuanqingmen in Tianyunzong was not completely unreasonable, and he couldn't even find a teacher of teaching techniques, it was indeed a bit...

A bit shabby.

Jin Wen didn't notice Qi Si's strange expression, and stretched out her hand to grab Qi Si's shoulder, and Qi Si suddenly felt a warm current flowing through the meridians all over her body.

"Well, the basic skills are pretty good... I didn't expect that you people in Tianyun Sect are not free-living."

Qi Si smiled awkwardly.

"However, it's really strange. Why is your meridian circulation different from those of the Tianyun Sect's alchemy and tools? Forget it, I don't care much about your original sect. Since you practiced with us, forget about your original ones. That set."

Qi Si was also puzzled when he heard his words. His basic skills practice and meridian training were all taught by Ling Shuang, a direct disciple of the suzerain, but when he reached the age of practicing exercises, no one was willing to accept him as a teacher. Apprentice, he didn't practice Tian Yunzong's kung fu at all, and he probably didn't know as well as other sects like Jin Wen.

After reading the meridians, Jin Wen stood a little further away from Qi Si, and began to make gesticulations.

"The first step in this gold-type technique is to melt gold. What do you mean, it means that you need to use your own dantian to raise Qi, store it in the palm of your hand, and then concentrate on gathering Qi to melt metal products. Pay attention and look ..." There was a piece of iron in Jin Wen's palm, and he lightly held the palm, and the iron piece slowly turned into powder.

"Simple!"

Qi Si watched Jin Wen's demonstration curiously, and took the iron piece that Jin Wen handed over.

Jin Wen was on the side to guide: "Yes, yes, focus, do you feel a little hot in the palm of your hand? Okay..."

Qi Si held the iron plate and began to experience it carefully.

Jin Wen stood by and looked at him, feeling that her feet were a little numb.

"Oh, that's fine, just a beginner. When I first learned this, my master taught me for three days... My master is amazing, he doesn't even use his hands, and when he stares, the iron sheet melts..."

Qi Si looked surprised: "It's amazing!"

Jin Wen smiled with pride.

"Then... where is your master?"

Jin Wen's complexion changed suddenly, she pushed Qi Si away, and said bitterly: "Don't remind me that you were a disciple of Sky Cloud Sect..."

Seeing Jin Wen leaving with a displeased face, Qi Si suddenly felt a little innocent.

Has he been a little aggressive recently, why is he not welcome wherever he goes?

Qi Si opened his palm and looked at the iron sheet, and began to look carefully. After looking at it for a while, there was still no change, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart. How can there be any god with eyes that can turn into gold...

Then he saw the iron sheet in the palm of his hand, slowly breaking into iron powder bit by bit.

In the refining room of Tianyun Sect, Master Yiyun looked at the chrysanthemum stone on the table and kept sighing.

This old man, if he gives a gift, he can give it to him, why throw it to him when he is half done.

Yiyun glanced at the sword body in the furnace, looked at the looming talisman on it, scratched his head and thought about how he could make the handle of the sword more beautiful, and neutralize the rough shape of the sword body.

This short sword is a congratulatory gift from Meng Qiyan to the head of Lingxiaomen. Lingxiaomen is a small sect on a small hill in the south. The doorman, the relationship is very good.This real person recently held a celebration banquet celebrating the 500th anniversary of the sect, and invited Meng Qi to the banquet. Sect Master Meng has always been unwilling to get involved in this kind of drinking, but he couldn't refute this face, so he gave a gift to show it celebrate.

As a result, the ceremony was not even half done, and the old man Meng Qiyan was also tired of doing it.

Yiyun smiled wryly, really childish.

He drew a shape with a gold-cutting blade, drew the formula with both hands, turned up the fire with his divine sense, threw the stone into the stove, took a deep breath, and began to draw the talisman.

That's right, the character.

In addition to the materials, the spirit of the Zhongzhou spirit weapon is on this charm. This is the place where the skill of the refiner is tested the most, and it is also the place where the disciples of the Sky Cloud Sect are most proud of.

Because the talismans of their Tianyun sect are the most beautiful and useful.

Yiyun Nianjue gently wraps the body of the sword with the soul, allowing the spiritual thoughts escaping from the soul to flow through the veins of the spell and the gaps in the spiritual weapon.

This is a bit similar to attuning an artifact, that is, endowing him with a soul, which is why the artifact refined by a person will more or less obey the order of the person who refined him. More or less respect.

Since drawing talismans is the specialty of the Sky Cloud Sect, more than half of the artifacts on the Central Continent are produced by the Sky Cloud Sect.Therefore, Yiyun naturally has an advantage. When he usually walks on the road, when he meets one or two Taoist friends holding the spirit weapon he made, the spirit weapon will buzz to say hello to him, let alone when they are fighting. , That is simply opening the back door in disguise.

But this is also a helpless thing, after all, other people can't do it, so they can only use their Tianyunzong.

After Yi Yun finished smoothing the hilt, he hesitated for a while, then smoothed his breath, and was ready to start working on the sword body.

The body of the sword was originally forged by the master, so it must have been endowed with spirits. This kind of artifact, which is forged by many people, is a big challenge for the forger, especially the one with weak skills.

Yiyun still remembered that when he first became a teacher, he secretly refined a half-refined bowl by the master, but in the end he almost choked to death by the spirit of the master.Since then, Yiyun has developed a memory, and he never dared to practice half-practiced things that others have practiced.

It has to be said that the artifact refined by his master Meng Qiyan is really first-class.At least in Central Continent, there is currently no comparable weapon refining cultivator.

Meng Qiyan was also very shy, often holding a cup of tea to educate his big disciple.

"Let me tell you, Yiyun, rare things are more valuable, so our sect has to ensure quality and not too much quantity. The people under your sect should also pay attention, don't just do everything blindly, and sell them at a price."

Yiyun didn't take it seriously at the time, and just echoed for a while, but Meng Qiyan really started to reduce the amount since then, he didn't go to the refining room when he had nothing to do, and started to raise prices on the ground.

Yiyun smiled wryly. In the past 200 years, the price of his master's works has increased by at least ten times.

So this time his master was going to make a gift for Chonggu Daoist, which made Chonggu really happy, but in the end he only made half of it, and the rest had to be tested by his poor apprentice.

Yi Yun began to concentrate, and slowly stroked the sword soul left by his master, but to Yi Yun's surprise, this sword soul was very stable and obedient, and it was also very thin, giving way to his soul very politely .

Yiyun burst into tears immediately.

His good master finally knows how to love him. After hundreds of years, he will finally be able to enjoy a master's love for his disciples one day.

Yiyun immediately cheered up, and with great respect for his master, he quickly finished the sword soul, and excitedly rolled up his sleeves and opened the drawer, picked out a few beautiful gems, and carefully mounted the sword hilt.

This time, he must do this job well for his good master!

Yiyun practiced this sword for nearly ten days, and when he finally packed it up and presented it to Meng Qiyan, the colorful gems and golden scabbard really blinded Meng Qiyan's eyes.

"This... Yiyun, do you have any old acquaintance with the head of the Lingxiao Sect?" Meng Qiyan touched the scabbard, a little confused when he, a picky disciple, became so generous.

According to Yiyun's current status and strength, with the addition of this colorful material, this sword can basically be regarded as very valuable.Even Meng Qiyan himself was not willing to give such an expensive gift to Chonggu.

But Yiyun still had a big smile on his face, and said: "The errand assigned by the master, the apprentice has to do it well even if he works hard."

Meng Qiyan was a little funny, pointed to the wooden box, and said: "That's fine, you can send someone to Chonggu in a few days."

When Yiyun stepped forward to take the sword away, Meng Qiyan actually felt a little distressed.

Money, it's all money.

The author has something to say: Meng Qiyan: "When the demand exceeds the supply, the spring of our company will come."

It is not a dream to learn economics and revitalize the sect.